Xavier Woods is a biker with a secret and an obsession with a woman he should not want but does. Rei Draven navigates the aftermath of an unexpected event, striving to rebuild her life. As a divorced mother of three, her world is shaken again when the man from her dreams appears and challenges her to embrace love. Can troubled soul Xavier mend Rei's shattered heart? What unfolds when love is presented unexpectedly? Will Rei take a leap of faith into love or run? Set in a small town, this is a love story between two destined individuals, the delicate balance of light and darkness, hope and despair, and the profound impact of love.
View MoreX’s Point of ViewJust as I had done with Kaz, I guided Lillianna toward the light. It was effortless with Kaz; I respected the Don and enjoyed his company. However, I couldn't stand Lillianna. Yet, there was a glimmer of something in her that I couldn't ignore. After she crossed over to the light completely, I turned to leave."You're not coming with me, are you?" she asked."No," I replied."Will we ever meet again?" Lillianna's voice trembled with emotion."Not if I have any say in it," I responded sharply.“I loved him, you know. In my own way, I loved Xavier. And maybe, just maybe, he could have loved me back,” Lillianna revealed.“But you knew his heart was devoted to someone else, yet you persisted in your pursuit of him. He was never yours to claim. While Xavier may have shared his body with you, his heart always belonged to Rei. And it always will,” I retorted.“You love Rei. I can't quite comprehend who or what you are, but I recognize that feeling of loving someone you can n
Lillianna’s Point of ViewThe audacity of Aamon was unfathomable. Without a second thought, he had given my hard-earned jobs to Chloe, someone who had no business taking them from me. My head spun with fury, drowning out any sounds around me until Iris appeared, her cold voice cutting through the chaos. Before I could react, a searing pain ripped through my abdomen as her bullet tore into me. I felt my insides lurch and knew she had hit vital organs. The shock was almost too much to bear as I gasped for air, realizing this was how I imagined my end. A scream rose in my throat, but was stifled by the shock and agony coursing through my body. All I could do was curse fate for this cruel and undeserved death as I bled out on the floor in front of the bathroom. Rage turned to despair as my last thoughts faded into darkness.Chloe’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Iris had made a grand entrance and delivered a deadly blow with precision and finality. As I stood t
Chloe’s Point of ViewI recounted all of my knowledge about Lillianna to Iris, who listened with great interest. "I have no emotional connection to Lillianna. I believe I should be the one to take her out. Would that be an issue for you?" Iris inquired.I took a moment to consider the question before me. As much as I wanted to be the one to put an end to her life, my friend was essentially being used as leverage by this deranged individual. If Sam was in danger, I feared I would hesitate to act. While I didn’t want any harm to come to my friend, I also knew that Lillianna needed to be dealt with immediately. We couldn’t afford any more delays. With a heavy sigh, I shook my head no."Alright, first, we need to figure out a plan for entering and exiting while making sure Sam makes it out alive," Iris suggested.As we finalized our plan, the two operatives Ethan had sent for backup showed up. They drove by discreetly, acknowledging us before parking on the street at a safe distance but st
Ethan’s Point of ViewI dispatched a team to Lillianna's residence, making sure she and Emmanuel were not present. Iris was instructed not to enter Xavier's apartment without my permission and always to keep an eye on Chloe. Although I knew this put Sam in danger, I didn't believe Lillianna would kill the woman - perhaps harm her, which may have already happened. Even I could see how much Lillianna despised Sam.I had to handle this situation delicately, as we couldn't risk any trace leading back to Aamon, Rei, or Xavier. Lillianna was not someone to be underestimated; she managed to fatally wound Kaz in a moment of rage while he faced off against much more experienced enemies unscathed. I was just one of many who wanted her out of the picture, but I had to deal with her before she dealt with us.My phone interrupted me, and I answered it hastily, recognizing the team member's number from Lillianna's apartment."It's a disaster in here, boss. I can't tell if she trashed the place to st
Grace’s Point of ViewAfter we finished showering, my legs were still trembling. Aamon insisted on carrying me back to bed and holding me in his arms until I felt better. It wasn't because I was in pain but simply because I was physically exhausted. It wasn't a negative experience, but it had been a while since I had been this sexually active during our time apart. I had casual partners here and there, but my heart was never truly invested. I knew I needed to regain my stamina.I gently ran my fingers over the intricate tattoos gracing his skin, savouring the familiar feeling of him. Being close to him was like being home, bringing tears to my eyes. But I refused to let them fall; Aamon would worry that I was upset or in pain. But the truth was, I was grateful. Grateful to have this stunning man back in my life and in his bed again after all this time.“Co myślisz o mojej miłości?” Aamon whispered as I lay in his arms, and my body slowly relaxed.Even though I didn’t speak much Polish,
Matt’s Point of ViewAlex and Tom both texted back that they were working but could come and hang out later. I tossed my phone on the bed and sat down, trying to sort through the thoughts racing in my head. I was in love with Sam. I don’t know when it happened, but there was no doubt—not anymore.Memories of the last time she stayed over flooded my mind. I could still see her lying in my bed, her clothes scattered on the floor except for the thong I had insisted she wear. With her long, slender legs wrapped around my neck, I teased and pleased her until she reached orgasm multiple times at my command.I savoured the taste of her as I licked and nibbled her clit, my fingers moving in a rhythm that drove her wild. She was such a good girl, her legs trembling as she screamed my name. But even in the throes of pleasure, she knew to give me everything I demanded. It was thrilling to have such power over Sam, to know that by just touching her in a certain way, I could control her will and ma
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I woke up next to Aamon, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I couldn't help but smile softly. We would both be exhausted today after everything he had been through in the last few days. But I knew better than to ask him how he was feeling; Aamon never liked showing any signs of weakness. However, I saw it as an opportunity to support and care for him, while he saw it as something that didn't align with his idea of masculinity.I wanted us to be equal partners, to share in the good and the bad moments. I longed to massage out the knots in his tense shoulders, to pleasure him endlessly when he desired dominant passion, and to submit to his every desire when he needed my submission. I loved him wholly and completely. And I wanted to be there for him in every way possible if only he would let me.I couldn't resist admiring the stunning man lying next to me. With a mischievous smile, I pulled back the sheets and took Aamon into my mouth. His groans only spurred
Shiloh’s Point of ViewWhen I woke up, I was more than a little disoriented. I realized that I wasn’t at home in my bed. I looked around frantically until I remembered what had happened the day before and where I was. I sat up slowly in the bed, taking in my surroundings.The room was silent, and it felt as though the entire house was quiet, too. I was sure guards were still patrolling the grounds, considering who Uncle Aamon was—and who I had become. Now that I had the chance to stop, breathe, and think about everything, my mind was overwhelmed. I wished I had someone to talk to about this, but none of my friends were mature enough to discuss it on that level. I sighed deeply, knowing Salem and Onyx would look to me for clarity. The problem was, I just couldn’t make sense of it all for myself right now.I hadn’t heard any screaming last night, so I hoped my Mom and Aunt Grace had found a way to listen to each other and resolve their issues as best as possible. I wasn’t naive; I unders
Chloe’s Point of ViewI was dressed and ready by 5:30 a.m., which was good because Iris banged on my door at 5:45 a.m. I opened it to see her about to pound again and looked surprised that I was actually ready.“What? I told you I’d be ready,” I shrugged, trying not to be offended at how surprised Iris seemed.“But… it’s 5:45 a.m….” Iris’s voice trailed off.I sighed and shook my head. Passive aggressive much? Damn, that woman needed to get laid. Maybe Rei should talk to her about the benefits of vibrators. There is nothing wrong with finding your release if other opportunities aren’t presenting themselves. Riding your own biker boy is not an option for everyone, I thought with a giggle. And then my face fell because I realized I just laughed out loud. Oh shit.My eyes met Iris’s, and she was pissed with a capital P.“I take it you didn’t sleep well?” I asked as gently as possible, praying my voice had no teasing tone.“No. I did not,” she emphasized every word, giving me a knowing loo
Prologue: Secrets and LiesRei's Point of ViewThe rain continued to pour, illuminating the sky with lightning as thunder roared. My car started to sputter and eventually came to a halt, leaving me with no choice but to pull over to the side of the road. When I tried to restart the car, I only heard a single click, indicating that we were now stranded. With another loud thunderclap and lightning flashing across the sky, my children, all under five years old, began to cry out in fear. They were frightened by the loud noises, the darkness, and my struggle to hide my growing panic.Shiloh's small voice from the back seat asked, "It's okay, right Mama?""Sure, honey. I'll call for help and try to arrange a tow truck," I replied, sounding as reassuring as possible.A tear of frustration trickled down my cheek because handling this situation alone was not what I should be doing. Greg should be here to assist, but he's not, and I have only myself to hold accountable for that. Scrambling for
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